Looking around, Alex smiled, "Says he's not afraid to fight, but actually runs faster than anyone."
"So that means this guy was just trying to scare me."
"However, the fact that he dared to show himself also indirectly proves…"
"He's probably not that afraid of me either."
He glanced at the shattered remains of the Magneto helmet, "This guy has at least been to the X-Men universe and the Marvel universe."
"The Magneto helmet can resist mental intrusion. That's the main reason I couldn't find him."
"But now, he's already been marked by me. Without that helmet, I can locate him anytime."
"And with the Sling Ring destroyed, he can't use portals anymore."
"Although it took some time, his weakened state still has about 40 hours left."
After briefly analyzing the situation, Alex looked toward Gwen.
Just now, Gwen firing the gun had caught his attention.
At the time, what Alex thought was, if Peter Parker died, and this universe no longer had Spider-Man, what result would that lead to?
Would it disappear?
Or would another Spider-Man be born?
For example, Spider-Gwen?
"You can't kill that guy just now with a gun."
Alex spoke as he walked over to the seventeen-year-old girl.
He gently took the gun from her hand.
"If you want revenge, you'll have to use another method."
Gwen couldn't help but look at him.
Alex walked to Peter Parker's body, took something from it, then headed to an open area nearby.
"If you want revenge, follow me."
"But you need to think it through."
"Once you step onto the path of revenge, it means saying goodbye to your old life."
Gwen looked at her father and Peter Parker.
She closed her eyes.
After a moment, the girl walked firmly toward Alex.
"I want revenge."
"Please help me, sir."
Alex nodded and pulled her into an embrace.
He covered Gwen with his bio-force field.
Then shot straight into the sky, turning into a shooting star streaking into the distance.
———
After Alex and Gwen left, within the ruins of the safehouse, an ugly hand, like that of a lizard stretched out from the rubble.
Then a figure crawled out.
It looked like a human, but had lizard scales, claws, and a tail.
The creature looked at its right hand, surprise in its eyes, then a smile appeared.
Then it quickly left.
———
High above, at ten thousand meters—
Gwen tightly held onto the man in front of her.
She looked down. Below was an endless sea of clouds stretching for who knew how many kilometers.
The two of them passed over the cloud sea, casting a faint shadow on the white expanse below.
Looking at all this, Gwen knew she had to completely say goodbye to her old life.
What she had gone through these past two days had turned her world upside down.
Her loved ones and friends were dead.
New York had become the past.
Now she was high above the sky.
And the one who killed her father and friend was still somewhere unknown.
The only person who could give her a chance to take revenge with her own hands was the man she was holding onto right now.
After a while, Alex carried Gwen down into a primeval forest.
Their arrival startled flocks of birds into flight.
"Alright, you can let go now," Alex lightly patted the girl's back.
Only then did Gwen release him and step back a couple of paces.
She looked at Alex with some fear.
This place was far from the city.
If he wanted to do anything, ahe wouldn't be able to resist at all.
Suddenly, she saw a syringe appear in Alex's hand.
She had no idea where he took it from.
In fact, Alex had opened the shop and exchanged 60 "Dim Essence" for the [NK Gene Modification Serum: Black Widow].
"Keeping old Osborn alive cost me 50 Dim Essence."
"Now I've spent another 60. I hope the return matches the cost."
Alex raised his head and beckoned for Gwen to come closer.
Then handed her the syringe.
"Inject what's inside, and you'll gain superhuman strength, and awaken the ability to control all 'threads' in the world."
"Only then will you have a chance, even if it's just a tiny one, to take revenge on that man."
Gwen took the syringe and looked at Alex.
Since she had already come this far…
"I trust you."
"Can you tell me your name?", the girl asked.
"John."
"Alright, Mr. John."
"Thank you for everything you've done for me."
After saying that, Gwen stabbed the syringe into her arm.
After pushing the serum into her body, the syringe fell to the ground, and the girl let out a groan, collapsing to her knees.
The gene modification began.
This process was not pleasant.
That was why Alex had brought her here.
Leaving Gwen to adapt to the pain brought by the gene modification, Alex flew up onto a towering tree.
He sat on a branch and took out a phone.
From his fingertips, he released a stream of information, injecting it into the phone, and through its wireless network invaded the internet of this world.
Moments later, using the ability of "information domain," Alex stole all surveillance footage from the containment camp.
He pulled up everything related to Martin, and then used his "quantum sub-brain" ability to integrate all that information, all those images.
Reconstructing the entire process from when Martin appeared in the camp to when he left tool less than a second.
The powerful computational ability of the "quantum sub-brain" had already let Alex analyze some of Martin's condition.
"No bio-force field. Otherwise his Stars and Stripes cape and suit wouldn't have been damaged."
"His speed isn't that fast either, or Peter Parker wouldn't have dodged his attacks so easily."
"Still at the 'laser eyes' stage, but the attack pattern has changed."
"Also, his eyes might be a weakness. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to close them to deflect the helmet fragments."
"Overall, this guy's 'stat allocation' direction is probably different from mine."
"Or rather, his strength doesn't lie in his own innate talent."
"But somewhere else?"
"His current location…"
"Hmm! Found it."
Alex took out his phone and dialed a number.
Soon, Norman Osborn's voice came through, ["Mr. John?"]
"It's me," Alex smiled, "Tell the Department of Defense you've located the one who destroyed New York."
"His position is—"
———
[In the Forest]
Gwen lay sprawled over a rock.
Her clothes were soaked with sweat.
Her whole body glistened.
She looked like she had just been pulled out of water.
Her soaked top clung to her body, outlining youthful curves.
She had completed the modification.
Her originally darkened skin returned to fair, the sharp teeth in her mouth receded, the red glow in her eyes faded.
At this moment, she had returned to that seventeen-year-old high school girl.
After some time like this, Gwen stood up.
She felt completely different.
Her whole body was filled with power. Gwen had the feeling that she could control the strength of every muscle.
Able to do things she wouldn't have even dared to imagine before.
She could clearly hear the sound of small insects burrowing through leaves underground in the distance. She could distinguish every different scent in the air.
She could see the veins of a leaf several kilometers away. Her sense of touch had become more sensitive.
It was as if she had been reborn.
She had gained a new life.
Gwen closed her eyes, feeling this brand-new world.
Then, a vine beside her began to twist, followed by more and more vines moving.
They wove together into a net.
The threads of her clothes seemed to gain their own will.
They unraveled and rewove, changing the style of her outfit.
Beneath the grass, worms crawled out, wriggling as they arranged themselves into letters, forming words.
Finally, the ground around Gwen shimmered with shifting patches of light.
Because the sunlight passing through gaps in the leaves was bending, refracting, flickering!
This was the ability to control "threads."
Anything in this world that involved the concept of "threads", Gwen could control it, dominate it, use it.
As Alex slowly descended, he saw Gwen weave a seat from vines for herself.
She gathered sunlight onto her body, making herself look like a descending angel.
At the same time drying the moisture from her clothes.
She opened her eyes. At this moment, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
"How does it feel?"
"Feels great, doesn't it?"
"Feels like you can do anything?"
Alex's voice sounded.
Gwen, who had been immersed in that feeling, suddenly snapped back as if cold water had been poured over her.
Alex smiled, "It does feel good, but you're still not the strongest superhuman."
"You need to remember that."
"Next, what you need to do is get familiar with your physical abilities and your control over 'threads.'"
"You need to explore and maximize this talent of yours, and also use more imagination."
"For example, you could try controlling blood vessels inside living beings, even nerves. They also fall under the concept of 'lines,' don't they?"
Alex's words seemed to open a door to a new world for Gwen.
Her beautiful eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, Alex tossed something to her.
Gwen caught it.
It turned out to be a mask.
A red mask with white lines forming a web pattern.
The eye lenses were white, bordered by black frames.
"This…", Gwen couldn't help but look up at the man who had given her a new life.
Alex crossed his arms, "You don't want people recognizing you when you act, right?"
"After all, you have a mother and two younger brothers."
"You wouldn't want trouble to reach your family, would you?"
"If you don't want to drag them into it, wear it."
"Also, you'd better give yourself a codename."
"What I gave you is the 'Black Widow gene serum.' Black Widow is a kind of spider."
"Maybe you can call yourself 'Spider-Man'?"
Gwen froze for a moment, then accepted the codename.
Alex then handed her something he had taken from Peter Parker's body.
Gwen took it. It was a pair of web shooters.
"This is?"
Alex said, "I took it from Peter Parker. You saw how he used it to fight enemies."
"It can fire webs. It suits your abilities, doesn't it?"
"And it represents Peter Parker's beliefs."
"I think you'll like it."
Thinking of her classmate, Gwen's eyes grew moist.
She nodded, "Yes, I like it very much."
"Thank you, Mr. John."
After saying that, she put the web shooters on her wrists.
Then tested them.
After getting the hang of it.
She put on the original Spider-Man mask.
Just like that, Spider-Gwen was born.
"Feels like I just created history," Alex said softly, then motioned for Gwen to come over. They had to leave.
———
"This is Coyote-1."
"We've approached the target location. Awaiting further instructions."
A fully armed squad, using various obstacles for cover, quietly advanced toward a warehouse deep within the town.
But at that moment, two deep red beams suddenly shot out from the warehouse.
They swept across.
More than half the town's buildings looked like they had been sliced by a sharp blade, swaying, then sliding apart.
At the same time, so were the soldiers' heads.
From the captain's radio came an enraged voice.
["Coyote-1 is wiped out!"]
["Coyote-1 is wiped out!"]
["The enemy has discovered us. Attack!"]
["Vulture, you are authorized to use lethal force!"]
.
.
.
Moments later, a roar filled the sky.
Fighter jets flew in from the distance, forming formations, launching missiles at the inconspicuous warehouse on the ground.
The missiles streaked forward, hitting one after another, triggering earth-shaking explosions.
Flames surged upward continuously, like a volcanic eruption under the blazing sun, sending fire pillars dozens of meters into the air.
From within that blazing inferno, a figure suddenly shot out.
Breaking through the flames, it suddenly landed on the cockpit of a fighter jet.
Inside the jet, the pilot shouted in terror, "The enemy has appeared!"
"He's right outside my cockpit!"
["What, outside the cockpit? That's impossible!",] an incredulous voice came from command.
But at that moment, the pilot saw the man on the jet grin, then reach into the cockpit.
The pilot shouted, "Command, I'm ejecting!"
He immediately pressed the eject button. His seat shot out into the air.
But the man stomped hard on the jet, sending it crashing to the ground like a falling bird.
The man shot upward, then fired lasers from his eyes.
The pilot screamed as the laser pierced through his head, killing him midair.
Then the parachute opened, carrying his corpse drifting down.
Martin smiled, then shot like lightning toward another fighter jet.
In just a short time, the entire aerial squad was wiped out.
———
"Damn it!"
Inside a command center at a military base—
The commander took off his headset, covering his face as he watched planes crashing on the screen.
He roared, "Attack!"
"Have the ground forces launch a full assault, conduct saturation bombardment!"
"Shoot that bastard down!"
Immediately, outside the town, tanks and armored vehicles rolled out from concealment.
Their cannons raised, aimed at Martin in the sky, firing shells one after another.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Fireballs exploded continuously in the sky, thunderous blasts echoed.
It looked like a fireworks show in midair.
Fireballs erupted one after another.
Then squads of soldiers rushed out.
From above, they looked like swarms of ants, quickly filling the ground.
The soldiers raised all kinds of individual weapons.
Rifles, shoulder-fired rockets, even anti-aircraft machine guns.
They fired wildly into the sky.
Countless shells and bullets streaked through the air, chasing the black figure above.
Amid this dense barrage, Martin dove down.
He slammed into a tank.
The tank was sent flying, its body deformed like a crushed can.
The soldiers inside were crushed into pulp.
Martin laughed loudly, firing lasers from his eyes, sweeping around.
Several armored vehicles were sliced open instantly, hundreds of soldiers cut into pieces.
Martin leapt back into the air, braving the artillery fire, landing on another tank.
He grabbed its cannon barrel, lifted the entire vehicle, then swung it like a fly swatter, clearing the battlefield.
Wherever the tank swept, it left behind mangled corpses.
After a while, the tank was covered in blood and flesh.
Finally, Martin threw it, smashing it into another tank.
———
Inside the military base command center—
The commander watched Martin slaughtering across the battlefield, his whole body trembling.
How could such an enemy be defeated?
When casualties exceeded half.
The commander finally admitted defeat.
"Retreat."
He slumped into his seat.
As if all strength had left him.
———
On the battlefield—
The tanks and soldiers began to withdraw.
But Martin chased after them.
Though his speed wasn't outrageous, he still ran faster than the vehicles.
Charging wildly, sweeping with lasers.
In the end, only a tenth or two managed to escape.
Standing on the blood-soaked battlefield, Martin sneered, then took out a thick book with a pitch-black cover.
He opened it and let it float in midair.
The floating book scattered tiny sparks from its pages.
From between the pages flowed strands of illusory, viscous black liquid.
It carried the meaning of death and corruption.
It was filled with an aura of darkness and evil.
Then wisps of black energy drifted out from the book.
They spread across the battlefield.
Seeping into the corpses, into the flesh.
Moments later, those corpses and flesh began to tremble.
After a while, the corpses climbed up, staggering toward Martin.
The flesh swelled, forming cocoons.
Then the cocoons split open, and from inside emerged rotting flesh monsters.
Corpses and monsters filled the battlefield, kneeling around Martin.
These things raised their heads, as if looking up at him.
But upon closer inspection, it could be seen that what they were looking up at was the black book before him.
It seemed that book was their true master.
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